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Awake, our souls, away our fears

Author: Watts Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 406 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Awake, our souls, away our fears; Let every trembling thought be gone. Awake, and run the heavenly race, And put a cheerful courage on. 2 True, 'tis a strait and thorny road, And mortal spirits tire and faint; But they forget the mighty God, Who feeds the strength of every saint. 3 The mighty God, whose matchless power, Is ever new and ever young, And firm endures, while endless years Their everlasting cycles run. 4 From Thee, the ever-flowing Spring, Our souls shall drink a fresh supply; While such as trust their native strength Shall melt away, and droop, and die. 5 Swift as an eagle cuts the air, We'll mount aloft to Thine abode; On wings of love our sols shall fly, Nor tire amid the heavenly road. Topics: The Christian Life Watchfulness and Fidelity Used With Tune: DULWICH
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Sweet is the work, my God, my King

Author: Watts Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 791 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Sweet is the work, my God, my King, To praise Thy Name, give thanks and sing; To show Thy love by morning light, And talk of all Thy truth at night. 2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest, No mortal cares shall seize my breast. My heart shall triumph in my Lord, And bless His works, and bless His Word. 3 And I shall share a glorious part, When grace hath well refined my heart; When doubts and fears no more remain, To break my inward peace again. 4 Then shall I see, and hear, and know, All I desired or wished below; And every power find sweet employ In that eternal world of joy. Topics: Worship Public Worship; Epiphany, Fourth Sunday Scripture: Psalm 92 Used With Tune: DULWICH

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